Luyện nghe bài hát What Child Is This

{Sometimes I wonder how it must have been actually
Have lived in ancient times, I mean what it would of been like
To actually walk the streets of Bethlehem and that a Child
Had been born who's King of kings and of the world}

{Now I can saying, what Child is this?
What Child is this? Who would leave a
So strong even today we still
Celebrate His What Child is this?}

What Child is
Who laid to on Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels with anthem sweet
While watch are keeping

This, this is the King
Whom guard and angels sing
Haste, to bring Him laud
The Babe, the Son of

Sometimes I just think it, um
I sit and think about the Baby Boy born in a manger
Sometimes I want to shout it
Shout joy to the world,

So Him incense, gold and myrrh
peasant, king to own Him
The King of salvation brings
Let loving hearts Him

Raise, raise the on high
The sings Her lullaby
Joy, joy for Christ is
The Babe, the Son of

Sometimes I think about it, oh, I sit and think about
The Baby Boy born in a manger and wrapped in clothing
I just want to shout it
Over the and every where, sometimes

This, this is Christ, the
Whom shepherds and angels sing
Haste, to bring Him laud
The Babe, the Son of

Sometimes I just about it
Oh sometimes I wonder, Child is this?
I just want to shout it
I want to go and tell it on the mountain,

Every now and then, sometimes I just think
I think about the Christ Child, Child is this?
And then again sometimes, sometimes I want to shout it
I want to tell the world, sometimes